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sylvan and sacred. By the Rev. Richard Wilton

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A PRAYER FOR THE NEW YEAR.

Lord, fill my life with service or with song
To Thee my Master, through the gliding year;
For daily praises let my voice be clear.
For daily labours let my hands be strong.
Thy sovereign ownership let me not wrong,
Or that sweet love which cost my Lord so dear;
Touch Thou my heart and tongue, mine eye and ear,
Let all this breathing frame to Thee belong.
Oh! may the leaves of Life's new volume shine
With holy thoughts and deeds, like radiant flowers
Meet for the hand and eye of Love Divine:
So shall they vocal be, like vernal bowers,
With songs of hope, the earnest and the sign
Of that long Summer which will soon be ours.
 

See Luke xxi. 29–31.